I am strained with a burden
of confusion, of the truth-
Not accepting the truth,
remaining confused.
Tag Archives: confusion
Giddy thought
What is the relation of this picture with the giddy thought?- I don’t know. I just felt like posting this picture!
A giddy thought strikes my mind
I know now what to think of
What to think about for another day
And torture myself by thinking about
it again and again till the mind bursts
with pain, for pain is better than confusion
prevailing thoroughly, in an amazing way
within the nerves and the brain.
What lies I tell myself daily…
Wondering what lies I tell myself daily
The lies I say to myself so consistently
The lies that I have adopted as truth
Lies that are going to remain lies
Even though I lie about my lies
I say the truth I think which are the lies
The lies I say are the truth I say to myself
Wondering what lies I tell myself daily
I think I lie every moment to myself
I say the truth which must not be a lie
But I think it is a lie anyhow
Which is a truthful lie I say to myself.
I really don’t know…
I really don’t know what I’m doing,
With this life everyday,
Trapped in the cocoon of confusion,
I am the struggling butterfly,
Trying to get out and fly around, be free,
I really don’t know what is happening,
To this life of mine,
I am trapped aspiring to fly,
But still struggling to find a place for myself,
I am wasting this life every day,
Trapped, I don’t know what I’m doing,
With my life everyday.
For Tia
No words or poem can console the loss of a loved one so fresh but I share this which I wrote for my mother who died of cancer and my wife’s aunt who committed suicide within a few months of each other. It took another year before I could write this. Let time be your teacher and friend and strength.
What will you see
When your sight is lost
What will you feel
Without feelings
How will I sound
To your deafened ears
How will I hear
What you're saying
Will you taste:
My bitterness
My anger
My confusion
My sadness
Will you understand;
I cannot, right now
Will you smile at me;
I cannot, right now
Would you watch me now;
I could use that now
Could you teach me now;
Would you show me how
When I think of you
Will you touch me, friend
When I close my eyes
Will you hug me then
In the dark of night
Will you stop the cold
At the break of dawn
Will you wake my soul
During quiet times
Will you come and stay
When the dusk first falls
You could light my way
You can count your days
As I count my years
You can hold me tight
As I count my tears
As the months go by
And time presses on
You will see:
My struggles
My resolutions
My perseverance
My reckonings
When my step first slows
You will be my cane
When I ache to move
You will ease my pain
When my light falls dim
You will lead me on
When my thoughts all fade
You will bring me home
What will I see
When my sight is lost
What will I feel
Without feelings
How will you sound
To my deafened ears
How will you hear
What I'm saying
As you lift me up
And I raise my head
We will feel:
Our souls
Our joy
Our peace
Our love
A big thank you to Timzauto!!
Tim helped me out by posting an update to The Shed Challenge. I’ve been busy with school and some things around here and he put it up so that all the entries are listed on that actual page in the link above now. An important correction to note…the link for the entry by NutsforTreasure (Eunice) went to Maggie’s entry by mistake. It has now been corrected, so be sure to check out Eunice’s entry too!
And I have already gushed excessively in thanks to Tim for helping me out with this, but I will do so once again. I am SO appreciative for your help, Tim!! I am used to doing the challenges on my own blog, where people can vote with the thumbs up feature above the entries in the comments. This Shed Challenge was a spur of the moment one on here that I did. If I ever do one again on here, I will try to do it better. But I probably won’t. :) I’ll probably just post any challenges I do on my own page and then reblog them on 20 Lines A Day, the way I do with the Name That Abstract and related Poetry Challenges that I do.
That said, thank you to all who played along with this one! Aside from some of the confusion that occurred, I had fun with the actual challenge, and hope you did too. :)
And again, if you have not visited the link to Tim’s post updating all of this, please do so, and put in your votes for your favorite. You have until Saturday, July 14, at noon to do so (U.S. Central time).
Anne
Evil Septets
Evil Personal Dilemma
The personal dilemma again struck
With its roots finding way within the soul
It really does suck
When it creeps within,
Loosening tears of confusion.
It laughs at the agony, its evil-
Really evil.
Evil Mind
My mind is again playing games;
With its prey, that is me.
I don’t know how to react-
I don’t know how to tackle-
The evil schemes against me;
By the mind
Which belongs to me.
Evil Gloom
Right from the back door,
Enters the new gloom.
With its shadow out of form-
It moves ahead
Bringing to some one’s life-
A new evil doom;
The verdict of which is in itself a gloom.
I am not happy but I am happy to be sad
Living a life of confusion
Where everything appears to be a mess
And weird to be precise
A flight of birds came to bring that sort of happiness
Take away the gloom squeezed in the life
But it wouldn’t happen, for it is good to be in gloom
It is good to think about it
It is good to lament the happy memories
It brings a better person out of you
Who knows what it means to be sad?
And how precious the happiness really is
How lovely it is to be in the delightful aura around you
How cruel life looks like once enters the sadness
I am not happy but I am happy to be sad.
